Kip Moore The Guitar Slinger

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Another dawn's creeping in
I guess it's my bedtime again
And some old farmer fills his cup
While I'm coming down from last night's buzz
Ooh ooh...

I close my eyes and frame by frame
I recall it all except her name
Sweet southern voice begging me to stay
Last week runs into yesterday.

It's the life and times of the guitar slinger
The day and the night of the good-time bringer
Highs and lows of a sad-song singer
I'm a simple man but it's complicated
When your soul's on fire and your heart feels faded
But I ain't complaining.

I hear that diesel engine slow
It's my wake-up call and it's time to load
I shuffle out into the cold
I try to shake the tired but it's in my bones.

It's the life and times of the guitar slinger
The day and the night of the good-time bringer
Highs and lows of a sad-song singer
I'm a simple man but it's complicated
When your soul's on fire and your heart feels faded
But I ain't complaining.

I watch 'em line up in the streets
There's nothing left but the shell of me
Guitar sounds ringing in my head
I know I'm alive but I'm walking dead
I tried before to just walk away
But the music always makes me stay
The years just keep on rolling by
Another day turns into night.

It's the life and times of the guitar slinger
The day and the night of the good-time bringer
Highs and lows of a sad-song singer
I'm a simple man but it's complicated
When your soul's on fire and your heart feels faded
But I ain't complaining.

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